” Ann Veronica hesitated, and then stood in the open doorway and regarded her father’s stern presence. And all to find that picture of Mary Remenham. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. She had never expected John capable of saying such things, of thinking such macabre ideas. You make yourself charming for help. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things. Except that this music we have been swimming in is divine. To that, perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall.
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